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Aug 2015
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the pause between words
before they leave your lips
the moment you could have chosen
to do the right thing, but you didn't.

i could paint pictures for you
until all of my paint is dry
adding water until the colors are gone.

i can slowly become nothing.
a piece of a story. the piece that is forgotten
as the book goes along.
a wildfire
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